Wicked Indulgence (Wicked Innocence 2)

“What the hell was all that about?” she asks, her pretty face animated with anger. “You can’t treat people like that just because you’re having a bad day.”

I don’t answer, instead I finish the rest of my drink. She laughs and turns to the barman.

“Don’t give him anymore.”

“You think you can stop me?” I laugh.

“As your representation for the label you’re supposed to be loyal to, yes I can. Try me, Sax,” she challenges. Fuck, she’s hot when she’s angry. “Come with me.”

Grabbing hold of my arm, she yanks me off my seat and out of the bar. I’m so turned on by her forcefulness that I forget I’m in a bad mood. We’re barely in the elevator when I launch myself on her, my lips hitting the curve of her neck as she groans.

“Cameras,” she whispers, looking above us as I hitch up her skirt.

“Fuck the cameras,” I growl, ripping her thong clean off her thighs. She gasps as my hands fumble underneath the confines of her shirt, her hands wrapping tightly around my neck.

The doors open. I lift her into my arms and carry her the few steps over to my room. I work the lock like a fucking master while my mouth roams along her neck.

I walk her straight over to the bed and throw her down, lust filling me as her legs spread apart on impact. I nudge them apart further and shrug off my jeans, then I fall down on top of her, my rock hard erection pressing against her entrance.

Leaning over to my night table, I grab a condom and roll it on. She tenses as I thrust myself deep inside her.

“Oh god,” she cries, wrapping her legs around my waist. With one hand I rip at her shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere. Reaching behind her back, I unclip her bra, my hand slipping underneath the cup.

I squeeze her nipples, gently at first, but then hard enough to make her gasp. My thrusts deepen, her tightness almost enough to make me explode, but I want this feeling to last at least a little longer.

She throws her head back against the pillows, her mouth parted in a silent scream. Her legs tremble as she comes. I rock myself back and forth, grinding against her wet pussy, making her cry out.

God, she feels amazing. Desire builds up inside me as I watch her squirm beneath me, her sexy breasts perfectly rounded and her nipples taut and erect. Groaning, I curse as my orgasm overcomes me, my cock aching as I release inside her.

“Fuck,” I pant, drawing out.

I lay down next to her, unable to move. That was fucking epic, but I’m paying for it now. The combination of rough sex and too much booze is making me dizzy, and I’m pretty sure I’m seconds away from passing out.

Chapter Six

The next few weeks are intense. I’m on the road so much that I’ve barely seen my family. With the exception of Stace, this isn’t a bad thing. The more I can stay out of my father’s hair, the less crap he can give me.

Tonight we played our last show in New York, where we’d been for the last four nights performing the hell out of ‘My True Romance.’ I’m getting used to being in front of a camera, and with every day the intensity of our followers seems to increase. They’re fucking crazy about us.

“Tomorrow is a big day,” Lyndall points out.

We’re sitting in the lounge of the hotel bar, drinking. Max and Leo have a group of girls cornered, and even from this distance, I can hear Max throwing out words like “rock star” and “Jay Leno.” It takes all of five minutes for the girls to be putty in his hands.

It’s amazing what fame can get you.

“I see Gemma is the last thing on his mind,” Lyndall says, her voice icy.

I laugh. “Max is hardly a one woman guy.”

“Exactly why I was so annoyed that he pounced on my assistant.” She shakes her head and groans. “I knew this would happen. God, do you have any idea how fucking clingy women get when it comes to men?”

The frustration in her voice is so evident I can’t help but laugh.

She turns and narrows her eyes at me. “What?”

“You don’t talk like a chick sometimes, that’s all.”

Her eyes fire up. “Really? Because I’m not weak and all like ‘save me, help me you big strong man.’” She flutters her eyelashes and I laugh. “Excuse me if